On the island we have a wonderful Facebook page Arran For Sale and Wants which as far as I’m concerned has lived up to its purpose well in the last couple of weeks. First I sold a brand new hoover that was too heavy for me to use and in so doing caught up with a friend I hadn’t spoken to properly for a couple of years.
Then I found exactly the garden hose I’d been looking for to fit on to my kitchen tap, reach out the kitchen window to water my pots. And it’s kink free. Now you might think in Scotland that finding the perfect garden hose is not a priority, given the abundance of summer rain. But just when the plant pots need water most, we usually then have uncharacteristic drought which involves carrying watering cans from the outside tap round the other side of the building, not an easy task. So balance is created and if it rains cats & dogs the rest of the summer, I’m prepared for the alternative.
Thanks are due to George the MyBus driver who delivered said hose from my friend Lorna who would otherwise not really thought of me as needing one in the first instance. For both our convenience, he delivered the money to Lorna the next day and it didn’t really matter that we’re both a bit housebound at present. Rural commerce.
On a more serious note, thanks are again due to the Transplant Unit in Edinburgh for setting up a joint care situation with the Liver Unit at Crosshouse Hospital, just over the water in Ayrshire, saving hours and hours of travel for post-transplant check-ups. On a beautiful day like today another advantage of travelling to Crosshouse is the breathtaking view of the Sleeping Warrior which is the Isle of Arran from Ayrshire on the way back to the ferry. When I see that view even after all this time, I still have to mentally pinch myself that in heading towards it, I’m heading home. And my new hose is waiting……..